She's been living in a fairytale.

well honey,
dreams were made for dreaming,
but she still stays awake.
waiting and waiting,
for some Prince,
she's been expecting.
She waiting for him to kiss her,
so she leaves behind her glass slipper.

she lives in her own fairytale!
Where I'm the witch and she's the damsel.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
who's the fairest of them all?
If she could she's build a stone wall,
tell them to climb it and watch them fall,
I call,
give her the goddamn poison apple!

she pricks her finger on the cursed needle,
pretending to sleep,
Hoping she will find him again.
Once upon a time,
means it never ends badly,
but with my cunning expertise,
I could end it sadly!
oh she pleads, oh she cries, and she play
'little miss help me',
waiting for a groom to be,
and rescue from me.

she lives in her own fairytale!
Where I'm the witch and she's the damsel.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
who's the fairest of them all?
If she could she's build a stone wall,
tell them to climb it and watch them fall,
I call,
give her the goddamn poison apple!

Happily ever after,
always seems to matter.
Why can't the witch,
the evil bitch,
try to knock some sense into the princess?
Haven't they made it clear to her yet,
that reality is something from envy you get.
Do people really lock themselves in a stone-built castle?
See would who climb some long golden hair,
and wonder was it worth the hastle?

she lives in her own fairytale!
Where I'm the witch and she's the damsel.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
who's the fairest of them all?
If she could she's build a stone wall,
tell them to climb it and watch them fall,
I call,
give her the goddamn poison apple!